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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1930-04-10, Page 2Salada qualiityand price .. k e premiums uuaneceSeary 1P TEA Wrests £roan the gardens' 760 The Step an the Stairs By ISABEL OSTRANDER CHAPTER VI.—(Cont'd.) The girl's slender figure did not re- semble the splendid, sensuously full 111 of the body of Mrs, Vane save in .cs height, and the face was an indistinguishable blur, but on a sud- den inspiration Barry rose, still carry- ing the picture, and going into the studio he turned on the brilliant light within the reflector. Then he drew from his pocket a small but powerful. microscope. It proved of little aid beyond showing that the blurred ob- ject by the girl's side was indeed a large dog, for the photograph was too worn and faded, but on the reverse side the distinction between the pencil narks and pen scratches was plainly visible, and three words written in a emend, girlishly unformed hand were unmistakably revealed: "Mopes would move." Then, standing ahnost on the same spot which the body of Miriam Vane had occupied in front of the easel, Beery used his microscope to scan every inch of the portrait with meticu- lous care. Straightening at length with a very grave expression upon his boyish. countenance, he switched off the glar- ing Ugh: in the reflector, leaving orily the side brackets in the wall glowing softly, and crossing behind the ,por- trait he passed the model throne and went to the row of windows. When he raised the shade of one of them the empty house beyond the nar- row strip of garden stood out more distinctly than before and a grayish £fulgenee was spreading over they cloudy sky. The sultry summer dawn was at hand. Dropping the shade once more, Barry turned and reflectively regard- ed the back of the portrait upon the easel. The huge square of canvas was blank except for some numbers scrawled in charcoal ea the upper left hand corner and a small cross in red paint a little below the centre. 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"One of the boys came up, sir, to find out about the light in that studio, but I fixed it with him," he remarked. "Did you find the answer to what was puzzling you, sergeant?" "If I've found the answer ,to what was puzzling me, Doane," he replied, "I've stumbled on a .bigger mystery yet, and a blacker one." He found at headquarters that Craig had already turned in his re- port, and the chief was., waiting his own appearance with ill -concealed line patience, "What do you think?" the chief asked. "As to the identity of the murderer, sir?" Barry asked, cautiously. "I'm quite certain that several people who might conceivably have killed Mrs, Vane did not do it, and that lets me out for the moment. However, I took it upon myself to do a little unofficial investigating—" "Of course! That's what I expected you to do!" the chief interrupted eag- erly. "The Medical examiner hasn't performed the autopsy yet, naturally, but from his account of the affair as well as -the reports of the boys from. the local precinct, and Boyle and Craig, it appears that the Vane wo- man was shot by some visitor, some- one she knew well, and that she had no premonition of the attack. There's one queer point about the murder that the press is bound to pounce on and play up big, and yet I can't see any explanation; I thought perhaps you alight have some idea:" "What is that, sir?" Barry's tone was guileless... • "There were no powder marks on the woman's smock, and the medical examiner says that the shot must have been fired from a distance of several feet at Ieast." The chief paused. "Now, according to Boyle's report, Professor Semyonov stated that when you and he heard the sound of the shot and opened the door he heard footsteps on the stairs. Sergeant Barry smiled. "The professor and I have a slight difference of opinion about the direc- tion of the sound of those footsteps; he believes that they were coining up, while I am as c:rtain that they were descending," he said. "However, that's not the main ,?pint. You are wrong, I think, sir, though not in the way you mean. That 'step on the stairs' had everything to do with the murder!" "What -t!" The chief sprang from his chair, "Has anyone given you a descrip- tion yet of the portrait which Miriam Vane was painting when she met her death, sir?" asked Barry. "Only that it is a picture of Mrs. Theodore Vansittart—" "Coining .down a - staircase," Barry finished. "The THIRD STEP OP THE STAIRS is just on a level with the artist's breast as she sat on a stool .before the easel, and there is a bullet hole in the canvas. Miriam Vane was shot through the heart by. someone on the other side of the por- trait!" CHAP' ER VIT. For a moment the chief seemed about to explode with the mingled l emotions which consumed him. The next he sank back in his chair and 'raised his powerful hands, to let them I fall with a slam upon his desk. "A. bullet Bole through the por- trait!" he exclaimed. "And none of those no -account flatfoot dicks, not even the medical examiner himself, had eyes to ,ie it! The reporters would have smoked it out and had a fine laugh on the department if it hadn't been for you, John!" "No woman deliberately destroys all signs of her former identity un- less she has a secret to hide," said Barry, "and I am not certain that a previous tragedy was not linked in some fashion with her life. The shot which killed her was not the first to be involved in her destiny." "The ribbon, dried flowers, lace, and the hair and the locket—why, I sup. pose every woman treasures just such things the world over," commented the chief. "That empty cartridge, though. It must have meant something mighty serious to her, and we've got to find out what that something is. The photo- graph is too faded to be of any use as evidence, and whatever was >writ. !tea on the back has been scratched out long ago—" "Look at it through this, sir." tiarr'y offered his microscope. "The penciled words beneath the ink scrawl' are 'Mopes would move,' Now, as f lake it out, that .refers to the blur beside the figure of the girl, which, under the glass resolves itself into t, large dog of some sort." Barry laid the little packet of sketches before the chief and took his leave. It was broad daylight when be reached the street, and on reaei1iing the antique shop found that a crowd had collected before its doors. Boyle's teliipeeary successor and the plain- clothes men were sharply interrogat- ing a surly individual who was in the act of unlocking the basement door. At 13arey's approach they greeted' him and stepped aside. . "Are you the janitor of this build- ing?" he asked. "I ani, Jacob Kedge by name, and what business is it of yours?". the other replied truculently, eyeing the detective sergeant up and down, "Cane inside." Barry. drew him within .the entrance door, closing it upon the gaping knot of curious sight seers. "Pin from headquarters, in charge here with .Sergeant Craig. I suppose you know that one .of your tenants has been murdered?" "I ought to!" Kedge ejaculated. "Your men have been badgering Hie ever since I got back. It's hard to believe her cold in death! Why, it's scarcely twelve hours since I was talking to her !" "Mee. Vane knew the other tenants in the house," Barry remarked. "Not that crazy Russian with the whiskers, but she sometimes spoke to the top -floor ` nant, Miss Shaw, when she passed her on the stairs. The young gentleman just above was fair crazy about her, as you could see with half an eye, and Mrs. Vane and Mr. Getting Ready For 1930 Accidents The tide of motor traflio will soon be swelling with the coming of slimmer. It is some comfort to know that,\ along with "Safety First" injunctions from many quarters, BeII Telephone linemen- and -construction chiefs will be found on many highways carrying on their big 1930 construction program. The Bell men are practically all skilled first -aiders. They undergo a thorough training in that useful art, and their timely aid • in all parts of the province has saved the lives of many who, without skilled initial attention to injuries, would have been in grave danger. Over 2,300 Bell employees—men and women—successfully passed First Md examinations' in 1929. Sixty-three per cent of the 7,500 male workers are qualified First Aiders. Griswold seemed to be old. friends, Too,Unlucky VT�uCky from even before she came here." "Indeed!" Barry smiled engagingly. "It seems to me now that he said something about that last night when British Widow Reburies I interviewed him after Mrs. 'Vane's Scarab from Tomb as death was discovered: Didn't they Cause of Woes cpme originally from the same city?" `"I don't know anything about that. All I know. is that Mrs. Vane was American, for all she landed here from France like that young Mr. Ladd, and she'd no more than got settled than she sent me upstairs with a note for'lttr. Griswold, as formal as you please. Surprised, he was, too." "Yes, he must have been pleased to find that so charming a neighbor was an old friend." Barry's tone was guileless. "I'll warrant he gave you a big tip." "Tip!" The janitor's repetition was as expressive as an oath. `'Well, when I gave him that note and he saw the writing on the envelope he dumped and got a, little bit snore gree�. aiid then rubbed his china and s'iriiirII in that 'slow way of his. At last he open- ed the note and read it, and then he told me, still smiling, to tell Mrs. Vane he would do himself the honor of calling on her in a few minutes. I remembered it because it was such a queer, old-fashioned way of putting t" "Anel did he call?" A trace of eager- ness had crept into the sergeant's voice, and Kedge became suddenly wary. "How should I know, sir? I dello- 'Minard's Will Kill Corns. ered his message to Mrs. Vane, and then went about my business." Barry rose, left him and ascended to the fifth floor. Professor Semyonov opened the door. "Did you succeed, sir?" the detec- tive demanded eagerly. (To be continued.) Bradley, England.—A scarab taken from an ancient Egyptian tomb was blamed by Mrs. John Bertram Parkes for seven years of poverty and mister, tune, culminating in widowhood, So she buried it in the woods near her humble home here. The scarab was inscribed with part of the sixty-fourth chapter of the Egyptian Book of the Dead, which identified it with the heart of the de- ceased person and urged it not to be- tray him at the judgment before Osiris. It was found by her husband lvhen lie;*as in Egypt as a colonel in EngIanci's crack. Grenadier Guards. Shortly afterward he was demobil- ized. For a time be worked, first as a coal •dealer and later as a market gardener, toy maker and firewood sell- er. Then for seven years he was un- able to land a job of any sort. Finally he was forced to build a two - room shack in the woods here in order to have shelter for his wife and four children. Then he died, leaving his family destitute. Mrs. Parkes said ger husband blamed all his misfortunes on the scarab. Use Minard's in the Staple. 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